"Xiaoxu, how can you treat Brother Wu like this? He is my friend, and I asked you to invite him."

A cold sound came from the white mist.

Then, Shang Zigong's heroic figure slowly walked out and walked to Wu Hao's side. Then he bent down and stretched out his hands to help him up from the ground. His eyes were sincere and he said with concern: "Brother Wu, are you okay?"

Wu Hao looked at Shang Ziying and showed a look of surprise and confusion.

Feixu said: "I thought you wanted to kill him."

"Brother Wu is a leader in Guanghan Realm and a pillar of the Heavenly Court Realm. I have wanted to get to know him for a long time. How could I kill him? You... are so...ah..."

Shang Zipeng shook his head, then took out a holy pill the size of a pigeon egg, handed it to Wu Hao, and sighed: "It's all my fault. I didn't explain it clearly to Xiaoxu, and I have caused Brother Wu to suffer. Here, Zipeng apologizes to Brother Wu, hoping that Brother Wu will not take it seriously. This is a small merit pill that can resolve the sword energy of the Xuyue Sword and help Brother Wu recover his leg injuries."

What a person Shang Zipeng, he is the leader of the new generation of the Temple of Merit, and his status is so high that he is equal to some great saints.

Moreover, Wu Hao even knew that Shang Zigong always did things without leaking the water, so how could he not give Waixu a clear instruction on what he wanted to do?

Besides, Faxu is not a subordinate of Shang Zipeng.

"Shang Zipeng and Dexue are just talking about the silly face and the other is talking about the silly face. The ultimate goal is definitely to want me to do something ulterior motive for them."

Wu Hao is not stupid, he sees it very clearly.

What can I do if I see clearly?

Wu Hao raised his head and glanced over. In addition to Faxu and Shang Zipeng, there were dozens of figures present, each of whom exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

How could a monk who could make friends with Dexu and Shang Zigong be an ordinary person?

Not to mention anything else, just a dead void will make you extremely big, and the power behind it is probably impossible to compete with the entire Guanghan Realm.

Of course, the heavenly rules in the heavenly realm are very strict and cannot be overcome by any monk. No matter how powerful the power that De Xu can mobilize, he will never dare to be too arrogant.

After all, once he crosses the boundary drawn by the sky, he will die.

"Shang Zixuan is asking me to make a choice. If I am enemies with him, I may continue to suffer humiliation and torture, and may even die here. If I choose to defect to him, I will be able to become his friend."

Wu Hao smiled bitterly in his heart, and found that he had no right to choose at all. He was cowardly and frustrated... But what can he do?

After pondering for a long time, Wu Hao took a deep breath, picked up the little merit pill in Shang Zipeng's hand, and said, "It turned out to be a misunderstanding... Haha, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, let it pass this matter!"

The monks standing behind Shang Zipeng all smiled with satisfaction. Obviously, this was the result they wanted to see.

A smile appeared on Shang Zipeng's face, he stretched out a hand, patted Wu Hao's shoulder, and said, "Brother Wu is broad-minded, so Zipeng admires it."
Chapter completed!